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When I looked into your eyes, I did not see stars, galaxies or anything out of the blue. I only saw the love, the passion that any other girl could have seen, but only I was lucky enough to witness. You are the sugar that my coffee has been craving for so long. I have an unusual obsession with dark and strong coffee, but then I met you, and suddenly you became the creamer that makes it look lighter and balances the soothing taste of the love I've been missing all my life.
You asked me what are my plans before I met you. "I want to have a house alone or have a baby and live my life." I said.
But you know what? It all changed. Seems like cupid with AK47 really do exist.
In just a glimpse, I saw my future with you. I started to have hopes in life. To think about having a family. And mostly, spend the test of my life with you.
You know, I don't usually think about marrying someone but then, I want it now.
You are the peace of my mind, the tranquility of my soul. You silenced the war that's been creeping inside my head. And for the first time in my existence, I felt the love that loves me back without having a doubt. You give me this kind of emotion of never wanting to stop composing prose and poetries. I could make a lot of poems for a lot of people but nothing is more delightful than the sensation I pour into my works when it is for you.
I want to fill our lives with pure joy and sincerity despite of the struggles that may come. I cannot promise you anything other than my heart. Whatever happens, I will always be fighting for us to grow and become ethical as I know you will be to me.
I love you, Throy.
There is nothing more exquisite than you, Mahal.
Even though you do not think so, I hold you closer than anything else that has entered my life.
Let's walk around the streets, holding hands, even on rainy days and burn the cold nights with our intense flaming love.
I can't wait to see you around the kitchen,
Preppin' our coffee and pancakes.
Countless kisses and hugs,
Inside these walls,
You are my home.

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